Maybe
this wasn't what I planned
Wasn't
what I had in mind
You
write your own future
You
can’t rewrite your past
I
keep all your photographs in a box
Shut
up and sealed with tape
Your
letters line the walls of my room
I
can’t escape your words
Haunting,
like the memory of your smile
The
first time we met
Maybe
this wasn't what I planned
Can’t
play with fire, toy with fate
Swap
signs, I turned left at the crossroads
Should
have taken a right…
Lost
and wandering cliched paths
And
so my heart stopped beating
When
our eyes stopped colliding
You
may not be exquisitely handsome
But
you were to me
Stare,
Stare
at me forever
I’d
love to see you when you’re old
Never
tire of that smile
Maybe
this wasn't what I planned
The
realization hits so hard sometimes
All
I can do is put my head in my knees
Suffocate
in the dark
Until
your thoughts pull me out again
Sometimes
in the mornings I pretend
I’ll
see you today
You’d
pick me up again
Twirling
round, round and round
Constant
spinning helps settle my head
Since
you let go of my hand…
This
wasn't what I planned
To
be able to remember exactly how it felt
To
have your lips whisper my name
I
can still feel your skin on mine
The
waters so hot to burn the pain away
Hell, I STILL love you
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